Adam Sandler will go down in history as the patron saint of adolescent humor. Happy Gilmore, his first attempt at sports comedy, is as pubescently targeted as they come-thank God for that. As the world's most out-of-place and violent golf player, Sandler controls the green with gut-busting lash-outs ("Kiss my white ass, ball!") and curmudgeonly remarks ("If I saw myself in pants like that, I'd kick my own ass") and (unwisely) picks a fight with Bob Barker. It's not exactly high art, but who gives a shit? This one always sends us to our happy place.